March 13, the year of 1630. The Sakura blossoms bloomed like they never had before, the sun shined bright in your tea you saw your reflection. You saw all the golden jewelry you were forced to wore. To show your high class and royalty, it was the edo period. Everyone was tough, and difficult to please. Deep down, that expensive kimono you are wearing, the face makeup you wore. The shade as paper white. Your lips red as cherries, and everything in between. You knew you didn't deserve after the massacre of the shogun clan.

Your father the "Traitor" slaughtered the shogun clan, but left the future heir. Scaramouche, the eldest son. He was kept because he was tortured every Day, his screams echoed the walls of the imperial palace. Your father warned you to never enter the torture room where scara was hid from the world. You knew that if you disobeyed your father, he would kill you and that boy.

One stormy night, you were walking in the halls of the imperial palace, the place was guarded tightly. Yet, since you were the daughter of the "traitor" you had an excuse, you were the future heir. You decided to sneak in the room, when you gently opened the shoji (sliding door) you saw a horrific scene.

You felt sick to your stomach, you saw scaramouche cuffed to the walls, he was shirtless and he had thousands of bruises. Some where still bleeding, you saw stitches on his arms. Did they cut off his arms..? Blood was everywhere, from the ceiling, door, walls, windows, bed and much more.

You saw that he had dried blood on his face, he was looking away from you. As if he hated seeing your face, you could hear him mumble.

"Get out." He then turned to face you, his eyes were bloodshot and cold.